Okay, I admit it. I about had a hissy fit with a damn tail on it after the Saffold fiasco. I was ready to fire Reggie like a lot of other people. Hell, I was sure that if the man had an idea it'd probably die of loneliness. I hope this counts as my public apology and amends making. I love the signings. Yes, they for the most part seem on the wrong end of 30 but they all had productive years last year and seem excited to be here. And besides, I'm on the wrong end of 40 and I still like to think I'm pretty damn spry!
This folks, is how a southerner complains. We give you the sugar first, and the castor oil after. All of which is chased with a smattering of passive aggressive sweet talk such as saying 'bless your heart' when we really mean 'fuck you and everybody that looks like you'. I'm concerned about our O line. I'm pleased as a dead pig in sunshine about our D signings, but it ain't gonna amount to a opossum dick unless we got on Offense that doesn't take a bird shit after three plays. Our D will get worn out! I hope y'all (that's southern for 'you guys') can understand. The last ten years I'm damn sure would piss off the Pope! So here's to hoping we sing some O lineman that are madder than a wet panther over the last ten years. Until then, I'm fixin' to enjoy some bourbon and play some Ace Frehley licks! Rock-n-roll!